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Monday, October 31, 2005

Ok. Finally got this up and running..I now know better than to mess with html codes.. thanks Chris. Ok..I got so much to rant about…

Today was my malay AO paper..which also means after today, I’ll won’t have to do anything with malay ever again! Provided I pass, that is. And although I feel stupid for saying this..I think I made my breakthru’ today! I made my feat..okok. here’s what I mean.. my essay title was can money buy happiness. Then for my conclusion, I had one sentence that went something like “Manusia kini lebih mementingkan kebendaan, mereka terlupa tentang orang-orang di sekelilingnya.” which means.. People now become so materialistic, they forget about others around them. Wooohoo. What a way to end my malay episode!

After which, went to pizza hut in plaza sing. We braved the blazing sun and cariann’s whining, walked quite a distance there.. =p Had a feast in pizza hut! We tried the new cheese crust pizza and it turned out to be superr cheesy. Didn’t manage to finish my portion, but I felt bloated after that. We walked around..and just when I was about to leave, me mich wx and cari decided to have ice-cream..under the tree! Haha. Private joke. Yeps. And I left with cari as wx pulled mich back..

Ok, so I returned home at 4.50pm. After mum woke up from sleep, she started scolding me and asking me why I’m always out after college and stuffs.. (it’s only 4.50). I’m like, I only had lunch.. but wells, she continued her ramblings..and I kept silent after that. Then, I realized she found out something which should have been better left unknown to her.. and she was like “HOW AM I EVER GONNA TRUST YOU AGAIN?” shoots la, not that I had any argument against her, cause I did lie to her previously.. plus, she was insisting I don’t go out with boys. -.-

So bla bla bla, I couldn’t really be bothered to pay attention to what she had to say..cause it’s always the same ol’ stuffs..

She cooled down for a while..then SUDDENLY, she was like.. I wanna sell the house and move back to India..you can do your degree there after you’re A’s. I was like, no way. She actually insisted..!! and she sounded serious. Her reasoning? I mix ard with bad people here (apparently kids my age who engage in bgr are bad, which makes me bad myself) I don’t listen to her enough.. and well, she wants to move back there. BUT WHAT THE HECK.

Does she actually expect me to move to India and do my degree there..and then settle down there with some idiot guy I don’t even know..and live happily ever after?? –I don’t even wanna think about it.-

My mum actually thinks of me now as a bad person, I think. I’m a bad bad daughter..not that I’m wild or really, have a problem in school, I’m still bad. Sighz.

Someone just shoot me..

retrofied @ 6:53 AM